An American Trilogy

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton 
Old times they are not forgotten 
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland 

Oh I wish I was in Dixie away, away 
In Dixieland I'll take my stand 
To live and die in Dixie 

In Dixieland where I was born 
Early Lord one frosty morn 
Look away, look away, look away Dixieland 

Glory, glory, hallelujah 
Glory, glory, hallelujah 
Glory, glory, hallelujah 
His truth is marching on 

So hush little baby 
Don't you cry 
You know your daddy's bound to die 
But all my trials Lord will soon be over 

Glory, glory, hallelujah 
His truth is marching on! 
His truth is marching on! 



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